Chasin' Chickens

[Jennifer C]

A Yellow Rose:

Dust devils twirl over cactus blooms
Messa and mountains in an evenings glow
the big blue sky starts to draw the shades
silver stars that bloomed over a Yellow rose

Very nice Art ~ Very nice indeed...

Like this alot...

 

[RhymeFairy]

strawberries n waffles
oh, what a lovely treat
smothered in butter
lil spritz of syrup ... sweet

spread out in front
stacks in the back
feast for me ... yum
now for the attack ...

succulent ... berries
whipped butter ... delight
wacky lil ... waffles
syrup ... me up tight

dabbed ... stacked
smothered sweets
no other better
nothing else beats ...

 

[Jennifer C]

strawberries n waffles
oh, what a lovely treat
smothered in butter
lil spritz of syrup ... sweet

spread out in front
stacks in the back
feast for me ... yum
now for the attack ...

succulent ... berries
whipped butter ... delight
wacky lil ... waffles
syrup ... me up tight

dabbed ... stacked
smothered sweets
no other better
nothing else beats ...

Very yummy my friend ~ you can get fat just by reading that! lol

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Very yummy my friend ~ you can get fat just by reading that! lol

or hungry...gotta go snack huntin now...ty RF....JC

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Yellow Rose:

Dust devils twirl over a cactus bloom's face
the big blue sky starts to draw the shades
Messa and mountains in an evenings glow
silver stars that bloomed over a Yellow rose

Rocking chair songs blend with orcestrated winds
sitting in wait with a soft southern grin
Eyes that trail a dusty road to the horizon
looking for those that lust for 2 bits of dancing

 

[Du Lac]

Lost on the frozen tundras of past
Forever seeking the tropical breeze of tomorrow
A wasted life ignores the now
grand moments of the butterfly floating
ants marching
our heart beating
Lose yourself in the opening of the hibiscus
suckle the nectar
swim in the aroma of grateful seconds
Life lived on the edge of timeless horizons

 

[Du Lac]

Lost on the frozen tundras of past
Forever seeking the tropical breeze of tomorrow
A wasted life ignores the now
grand moments of the butterfly floating
ants marching
our heart beating
Lose yourself in the opening of the hibiscus
suckle the nectar
swim in the aroma of grateful seconds
Life lived on the edge of timeless horizons

Find joy in rolling thunder
hear the child's belly grumble in hunger
feed the moment of living
with the rich breast milk of the Goddess
flowing cleanly from the shades of grey
melting the tundras of our hearts
so all can hear the green scream of a dream

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Lost on the frozen tundras of past
Forever seeking the tropical breeze of tomorrow
A wasted life ignores the now
grand moments of the butterfly floating
ants marching
our heart beating
Lose yourself in the opening of the hibiscus
suckle the nectar
swim in the aroma of grateful seconds
Life lived on the edge of timeless horizons

Find joy in rolling thunder
hear the child's belly grumble in hunger
feed the moment of living
with the rich breast milk of the Goddess
flowing cleanly from the shades of grey
melting the tundras of our hearts
so all can hear the green scream of a dream

you are a poetry goddess...
creator of visions...I simply tell a tale..
you create mind Art and images <thanks Du>

 

[Du Lac]

Lost on the frozen tundras of past
Forever seeking the tropical breeze of tomorrow
A wasted life ignores the now
grand moments of the butterfly floating
ants marching
our heart beating
Lose yourself in the opening of the hibiscus
suckle the nectar
swim in the aroma of grateful seconds
Life lived on the edge of timeless horizons

Find joy in rolling thunder
hear the child's belly grumble in hunger
feed the moment of living
with the rich breast milk of the Goddess
flowing cleanly from the shades of grey
melting the tundras of our hearts
so all can hear the green scream of a dream

Ride the comet streaking across black skies
and understand why the snow owl takes flight at night
Hawks circle and stare down upon the masses
Crying for all to be aware
Bonded slaves to societies plans
Leather whipped laws cruising our nightmares
The eagle floats on a warm current hinted with mangos and starfruit
Frozen tomorrow becomes today lost on the whim of yesterday
Soaked in the roots I sit and dream
Watching my soul fade to green

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Yellow Rose:

Dust devils twirl over a cactus bloom's face
the big blue sky starts to draw the shades
Messa and mountains in an evenings glow
silver stars that bloomed over a Yellow rose

Rocking chair songs blend with orcestrated winds
sitting in wait with a soft southern grin
Eyes that trail a dusty road to the horizon
looking for those that lust for 2 bits of dancing

Cowboys race on the setting sun's rays
to the lady with a sensual two step way
on the front porch of the only tavern for miles
Miss Margarita with wicked charmed smiles

 

[Du Lac]

Moonlight on Monanock

Wild auburn curls dancing on crisp fall winds
Joy of life sings from the seat of a Jeep
Back pack crammed with water and delights
Lower parking lot calls for friends to take flight

Gathering in glee we sink into the hugs
neither of us moves as the winds chant to souls
lost in the breath of love respectfully lulled
the base of the climb held in the fading sun

Traveling the trails the three of us chatter
Fast the climb matching tongues that share lifes path
Thoughts fly forward towards the pine trees tips
Waiting for us to recycle our riddled dreams

Shakepeare joins us and all his complexities
New themes and thoughts thick as the woods
widdled down to a thesis as we crest both minds and bodies
dark forest of thinking reveals the truth of kindred minds

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Lost on the frozen tundras of past
Forever seeking the tropical breeze of tomorrow
A wasted life ignores the now
grand moments of the butterfly floating
ants marching
our heart beating
Lose yourself in the opening of the hibiscus
suckle the nectar
swim in the aroma of grateful seconds
Life lived on the edge of timeless horizons

Find joy in rolling thunder
hear the child's belly grumble in hunger
feed the moment of living
with the rich breast milk of the Goddess
flowing cleanly from the shades of grey
melting the tundras of our hearts
so all can hear the green scream of a dream

Ride the comet streaking across black skies
and understand why the snow owl takes flight at night
Hawks circle and stare down upon the masses
Crying for all to be aware
Bonded slaves to societies plans
Leather whipped laws cruising our nightmares
The eagle floats on a warm current hinted with mangos and starfruit
Frozen tomorrow becomes today lost on the whim of yesterday
Soaked in the roots I sit and dream
Watching my soul fade to green

Du-licious poetry mi amiga
You wear wisdom like the feel of passion in a paramount write

excellent poem...Snow Owl (~_*)

 

[Du Lac]

Du-licious poetry mi amiga
You wear wisdom like the feel of passion in a paramount write

excellent poem...Snow Owl (~_*)

I had an excellent muse ... ty Hawk

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Moonlight on Monanock

Wild auburn curls dancing on crisp fall winds
Joy of life sings from the seat of a Jeep
Back pack crammed with water and delights
Lower parking lot calls for friends to take flight

Gathering in glee we sink into the hugs
neither of us moves as the winds chant to souls
lost in the breath of love respectfully lulled
the base of the climb held in the fading sun

Traveling the trails the three of us chatter
Fast the climb matching tongues that share lifes path
Thoughts fly forward towards the pine trees tips
Waiting for us to recycle our riddled dreams

Shakepeare joins us and all his complexities
New themes and thoughts thick as the woods
widdled down to a thesis as we crest both minds and bodies
dark forest of thinking reveals the truth of kindred minds

looks like somebody has been mused,,,<grin>

 

[RhymeFairy]

Day Of Freedom ~

Originally Posted by My Erotic Tale
Get off your ass
and pursue your dream.
Make it your focus
your only thing.
Or it will be nothing more
than a mental image
of wishing.

Is it your dream
that drives you here?
on this huge Earthly sphere,
or are you on a break?
From you pursuit in life!
For wishing is done
while awake
or are you reading
while eating your cake?

Did you get side tracked
from your wanting desires?
Or is this where you want to be?
Sitting there...reading me?
This fuels your fires?

Funny as it may sound
this is where I can be found.
Reading poems and a tale or two
searching for
an inspirational muse.
A line of words
that'll lite my fuse.

I enjoy being moved by words,
certain feelings being stirred.
So what really has accured
is that you have a dream,
But your on a different
path, for now it seems?

Then found yourself
reading these words.
So since you took the time
to read my poems lines.
Let me see if I can move you.
Please don't think me crude.

But ...Get off your ass
and pursue your dream.
Make it your focus
your only thing.
Or it will be nothing more
than a mental image
of wishing.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

One day ...

I will be away from all this
craziness. A life, home
where all is peaceful,
and kind.

No more late night scares.
No more manic days
of druggish demons.
That sneak ... hide,
stalking all who stand
in his way.

A day of happiness is
on the horizon. Day for
warmth ... pleasure. Day
where no more will
command ... restrain
my existence.

One day, I shall be free,
to just be me. One day ...



Told ya.

I had written this already,
but it says what I wanted
about my dreams.

 

[Jennifer C]

Moonlight on Monanock

Wild auburn curls dancing on crisp fall winds
Joy of life sings from the seat of a Jeep
Back pack crammed with water and delights
Lower parking lot calls for friends to take flight

Gathering in glee we sink into the hugs
neither of us moves as the winds chant to souls
lost in the breath of love respectfully lulled
the base of the climb held in the fading sun

Traveling the trails the three of us chatter
Fast the climb matching tongues that share lifes path
Thoughts fly forward towards the pine trees tips
Waiting for us to recycle our riddled dreams

Shakepeare joins us and all his complexities
New themes and thoughts thick as the woods
widdled down to a thesis as we crest both minds and bodies
dark forest of thinking reveals the truth of kindred minds

I love this du ~ it's beautifully written. Your poetry blows me away...

 

[Du Lac]

I love this du ~ it's beautifully written. Your poetry blows me away...

aw shucks thank you JC... du lac~

 

[Jennifer C]

aw shucks thank you JC... du lac~

You are more than welcome ~ Your poetry is always a pleasure to read...

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Yellow Rose:

Dust devils twirl over a cactus bloom's face
the big blue sky starts to draw the shades
Messa and mountains in an evenings glow
silver stars that bloomed over a Yellow rose

Rocking chair songs blend with orcestrated winds
sitting in wait with a soft southern grin
Eyes that trail a dusty road to the horizon
looking for those that lust for 2 bits of dancing

Cowboys race on the setting sun's rays
to the lady with a sensual two step way
on the front porch of the only tavern for miles
Miss Margarita with wicked charmed smiles

chewing on this

 

[My Erotic Tale]

nice write ...my daily muse

Moonlight on Monanock

Wild auburn curls dancing on crisp fall winds
Joy of life sings from the seat of a Jeep
Back pack crammed with water and delights
Lower parking lot calls for friends to take flight

Gathering in glee we sink into the hugs
neither of us moves as the winds chant to souls
lost in the breath of love respectfully lulled
the base of the climb held in the fading sun

Traveling the trails the three of us chatter
Fast the climb matching tongues that share lifes path
Thoughts fly forward towards the pine trees tips
Waiting for us to recycle our riddled dreams

Shakepeare joins us and all his complexities
New themes and thoughts thick as the woods
widdled down to a thesis as we crest both minds and bodies
dark forest of thinking reveals the truth of kindred minds

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Yellow Rose: As Riders Ride

Dust devils twirl over a cactus bloom's face
the big blue sky starts to draw the shades
Messa and mountains in an evenings glow
silver stars that bloomed over a Yellow rose

Rocking chair songs blend with orcestrated winds
sitting in wait with a soft southern grin
Eyes that trail a dusty road to the horizon
looking for those that lust for 2 bits of dancing

Cowboys race on the setting sun's rays
to the lady with a sensual two step way
on the front porch of the only tavern for miles
A Texas Lady sat waiting with temptress smiles

Thunder rumbled across a cloudless sky
like lightening the riders raced, riding high
clouds that trailed the fast footed hooves
Rocking chair empty as A Lady in Yellow stood.

The piano man sat behind a tip jar grining
crackled his fingers with a hand woven spin
Bar Keep wiped the glasses to sparkle and glow
swinging doors swung behind A Yellow Rose

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Yellow Rose: A Dance Hall

Dust devils twirl around a cactus then fade
the big blue sky dims as if to draw the shades
Messa and mountains reflect an evenings glow
silver stars were blooming over a Yellow rose

Rocking chair songs blend with orcestrated winds
sitting in wait with a soft southern grin
Eyes that trail a dusty road, to the horizon
looking for those that lusting, 2 bits of dancing

Cowboys race on the setting sun's rays
to the lady with a sensual two step way
on the front porch of the only tavern for miles
A Texas Lady sat waiting with temptress smiles

Thunder rumbled across a cloudless sky
like lightening the riders raced, riding high
clouds that trailed the fast footed hooves
Rocking chair empty as A Lady in Yellow stood.

The piano man sat behind a tip jar grining
crackled his fingers with a hand woven spin
Bar Keep wiped the glasses to sparkle and glow
swinging doors swung behind A Yellow Rose

Cowboys bursted through the doors swinging
ordering whiskey by the shots for dry mouths swiggin'
knocking the dirt off their chaps, hats and shoulders
ordering another liquid courage in order to get bolder

A nickle would get you a minutes worth of dancing
some held that memory for life as their only romancing.
More cattle men rushed in with dancing shoes bold
all for the touch of a Texas Lady, A Yellow Rose
__________________

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Yellow Rose: A Dance Hall

Dust devils twirl around a cactus then fade
the big blue sky dims as if to draw the shades
Messa and mountains reflect an evenings glow
silver stars were blooming over a Yellow rose

Rocking chair songs blend with orcestrated winds
sitting in wait with a soft southern grin
Eyes that trail a dusty road, to the horizon
looking for those that lusting, 2 bits of dancing

Cowboys race on the setting sun's rays
to the lady with a sensual two step way
on the front porch of the only tavern for miles
A Texas Lady sat waiting with temptress smiles

Thunder rumbled across a cloudless sky
like lightening the riders raced, riding high
clouds that trailed the fast footed hooves
Rocking chair empty as A Lady in Yellow stood.

The piano man sat behind a tip jar grining
crackled his fingers with a hand woven spin
Bar Keep wiped the glasses to sparkle and glow
swinging doors swung behind A Yellow Rose

Cowboys bursted through the doors swinging
ordering whiskey by the shots for dry mouths swiggin'
knocking the dirt off their chaps, hats and shoulders
ordering another liquid courage in order to get bolder

A nickle would get you a minutes worth of dancing
some held that memory for life as their only romancing.
More cattle men rushed in with dancing shoes bold
all for the touch of a Texas Lady, A Yellow Rose
__________________

A Yellow Rose: A Waltz

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Yellow Rose: A Dance Tonight

Dust devils twirl around a cactus then fade
the big blue sky dims as if to draw the shades
Messa and mountains reflect an evenings glow
silver stars were blooming over a Yellow rose

Rocking chair songs blend with orcestrated winds
sitting in wait with a soft southern grin
Eyes that trail a dusty road, to the horizon
looking for those that lusting, 2 bits of dancing

Cowboys race on the setting sun's rays
to the lady with a sensual two step way
on the front porch of the only tavern for miles
A Texas Lady sat waiting with temptress smiles

Thunder rumbled across a cloudless sky
like lightening the riders raced, riding high
clouds that trailed the fast footed hooves
Rocking chair empty as A Lady in Yellow stood.

The piano man sat behind a tip jar grining
crackled his fingers with a hand woven spin
Bar Keep wiped the glasses to sparkle and glow
swinging doors swung behind A Yellow Rose

Cowboys bursted through the doors swinging
ordering whiskey by the shots for dry mouths swiggin'
knocking the dirt off their chaps, hats and shoulders
ordering another liquid courage in order to get bolder

A nickle would get you a minutes worth of dancing
some held that memory for life as their only romancing.
More cattle men rushed in with dancing shoes bold
all for the touch of a Texas Lady, A Yellow Rose
__________________

A Yellow Rose: Boots over sawdust

Lanterns burn brightly as did Men's desires
to hold a woman dancing under illuminating fires
stepping in time with the piano man's song
some men dance akward, glumbsily and wrong

A Mason jar 'clink' as another nickle's tossed in
She always greeted them with an inviting grin
A slight pull of her dress as her hands raised out
smiling like sunshine she would curtsy and bow

Some men danced closer than two sheets of paper
others stood out as if frieghtened of what they savor
Hand to hand and heart to heart, dancers twirled
lonely hearts waiting for their chance with the girl

It wasn't a cowboy but a man in a suit and a derby
That put a dollar in the jar and that was disturbing
In good faith he bought the house a round of drinks
then to the lady he bowed and slowly began walking

Sprinkling new saw dust across the wooden floor
the bartender was busy with a dozen more to pour
He removed his jacket and also his funny looking hat
He motioned a number from the piano man's stack

He went to Lady with rythyme boot glides
held out his hand as the silence grew wide
The Lady from Texas intrigued with curious hopes
waiting for the dance to bloom; was A Yellow Rose

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Yellow Rose: Boots over sawdust

Lanterns burn brightly as did Men's desires
to hold a woman dancing under illuminating fires
stepping in time with the piano man's song
some men dance akward, glumbsily and wrong

A Mason jar 'clink' as another nickle's tossed in
She always greeted them with an inviting grin
A slight pull of her dress as her hands raised out
smiling like sunshine she would curtsy and bow

Some men danced closer than two sheets of paper
others stood out as if frieghtened of what they savor
Hand to hand and heart to heart, dancers twirled
lonely hearts waiting for their chance with the girl

It wasn't a cowboy but a man in a suit and a derby
That put a dollar in the jar and that was disturbing
In good faith he bought the house a round of drinks
then to the lady he bowed and slowly began walking

Sprinkling new saw dust across the wooden floor
the bartender was busy with a dozen more to pour
He removed his jacket and also his funny looking hat
He motioned a number from the piano man's stack

He went to Lady with rythyme boot glides
held out his hand as the silence grew wide
The Lady from Texas intrigued with curious hopes
waiting for the dance to bloom; was A Yellow Rose

A Yellow Rose: Dance card's full

slow moving notes from the piano were sprout
looking her in the eyes with his hand held out
together they messed like clouds in the sky
swaying softly in syncrinized glides